Elaris's POV
The sound of my alarm pulled me from sleep.
I lay still for a few seconds, staring at the ceiling while sunlight filtered softly through the curtains. The apartment was quiet, and for once, that silence didn't feel suffocating.
Slowly, I rested a hand over my stomach.
"Good morning."
A small smile tugged at my lips.
It had become a habit over the past few days.
Talking to someone who couldn't hear me yet.
Someone who didn't even know I existed.
Yet somehow...
It made me feel less alone.
I climbed out of bed, showered, and changed into a comfortable floral dress with a light cardigan. The weather had become warmer, so I tied my hair into a loose ponytail before making breakfast.
The doctor had been very clear.
No skipping meals.
No surviving on tea and biscuits.
